Almost an Hour

She liked the sound of his voice
And how he sounded on her phone's receiver
She liked how he asked how her day was
And shared the going-on's of his

He liked it when she reads him poetry or brief sentimental encouraging quotes
"You comfort me" he says,
While his voice slowly fades into the background
"Sleeping now?" she asks,
"In a while" he answers
And a few moments of silence would follow after
And none of them ever minds the silence.
He remembers to ask her the same
"Sleeping soon?"
She nods and for a moment forgets he couldn't see her
"In a while" she says but she lied,
He was the only thing that kept her awake at night.
"You should go to sleep now, early day tomorrow sleepy."
"Mmm"
 She imagines him positioning himself better on the bed
"Goodnight?" she asks.. he doesn't answer..
"Hello?" she says, one too many times..
"I'm still here." he answers..

He never was.